Ten minutes later, Jiang Ding's arm began to tremble, sore, and there was a thud of a gun landing in his ears, and he picked it up again under the instructor's strong drink.

The weight of 100 kilograms, which I didn't care about at first, is now as heavy as a mountain.

Jiang Ding didn't think about the pain of these bodies, and tried to concentrate his mind on the dynamic visualization diagram in his mind, the muscles were running in an orderly manner like gears, and the mechanical formulas flickered and disappeared.

Gradually, it entered a state of emptiness.

The aches in my body were gone, I didn't think about anything, only the mechanical giant in my mind turned quietly and orderly.

"It's time!"

Amid the sound of heavy machine guns slamming to the ground one after another, Jiang Ding opened his eyes and his body trembled.

A large number of muscle aches came like a tidal wave, almost drowning him, and it took a while for him to recover, and he paused to lower the heavy machine gun.

", Jiang Ding can, I haven't fallen for twenty minutes."

"The vajra seal is not deformed, it is stronger than some of the students in the inner qi realm, it seems to be ......"

Jiang Ding received a large number of surprised glances.

"Not bad!"

Zhang Dingjun praised without hesitation: "Your Vajra Seal should have made a breakthrough, remember this feeling, it will be helpful for you to step into the Inner Qi Realm." ”

"Yes, Instructor!"

Jiang Ding said loudly, rejoicing in his heart.

He knew that it had something to do with the tip of the broken sword, which had greatly strengthened his understanding, and the flash of inspiration that had appeared many times before without grasping it was captured this time.

"Now, Tibetan!"

After the classmates relaxed for a while, Zhang Dingjun yelled again.

Jiang Ding stood still, made a long sword sheath movement, and slowly closed his eyes.

The Tibetan sword style of the Nine Great Sword Styles!

The ability to relax muscles, build strength, and hide breath is much stronger than any massage to dredge muscles and bones.

The other students also have all kinds of actions, some of them put their spears in vain, and some of them hammer to the ground, all of which are variants of the Tibetan sword style.

The difference is that some people quickly enter the state, their muscles begin to soothe, and they get rest, while others just close their eyes and make a shelf, and their bodies twist from time to time, which is in vain.

Zhang Dingjun glanced at Li Junhao and the others, frowned secretly, and didn't say anything.

He knew that these people could enter the first middle school, and since their martial arts cultivation was poor, then there should be some level in the cultural class, but he still didn't like it.

"Close!"

In the cheering, Jiang Ding opened his eyes, and a lot of pain in his sore arms and knee joints was relieved, and he was temporarily unharmed.

"Below, it's live firing, and I've set up a target at 4,500 meters, with a limit of 200 rounds of ammunition per person." Zhang Dingjun paused, and then said sternly: "No matter what the situation, don't point the gun at your classmates!" ”

"No matter what the reason, no matter how good the reason is, you have suffered a great grievance."

"One warning, two demerits, and three direct orders to drop out!"

"Understood?"

"Yes! Instructor! Jiang Ding and the others replied loudly.

"Free and easy."

Zhang Dingjun waved his hand, his figure flashed, and he flew to the side of the Qi Cultivation Realm classmates with the Wind Resisting Technique.

Jiang Ding picked up the heavy machine gun on the ground, walked to the firing point, and opened the Swallow-1 drone box on his waist.

A palm-sized swallow lies at the bottom of the box, its eyes glowing like jewels.

Bluetooth-connected panoramic helmet.

"Start."

Jiang Ding clicked the start button in the helmet field of vision.

Swallow-1's eyes moved, and he quickly completed the self-examination, flapping his wings and flying into the sky, at the same time, images appeared in the panoramic helmet.

Compared with the drone purchased online by Jiangding, the accuracy is higher, the picture quality is better, and even the ants on the ground can be seen clearly, in addition, even if it is a fixed hidden target, it can find it and mark it.

Soon, 4,500 meters away, targets came into view, ranging from human size, to standing, prostrate, or hiding behind big trees.

"I really envy you."

Li Junhao dragged the heavy machine gun after him weakly, and it was difficult for him to stand still with the gun, and the Tibetan practice was not enough, and he could not get rest, and this kind of course was a kind of torture for him.

"I'm still the same sentence, regular work and rest, and insist on exercising." Jiang Ding glanced at him: "Refining skin and meat is the beginning of martial arts, and where is it difficult to break through?" Keep it going and you will be rewarded. ”

"What's more, your cultural score is so high, which is of great help to practicing martial arts."

Li Junhao looked hesitant.

Jiang Ding came to the firing point and lay down, put down the heavy machine gun, loaded the bullet chain, aimed his left eye at the scope, and aimed at the No. 1 target.

Holding his breath, the vajra seal circulated throughout his body, stabilizing his body, and adjusting the firearm with a thousand threads.

At present, Qiansi Yin has only cultivated to the level of proficiency of the 'Ten Leads', and can divide one force into ten parts.

Bang!

In the light of fire and the smell of smoke, the bullet came out of the chamber and flew into the distance at a speed of more than 2,000 meters per second, reaching the target after two and a half seconds.

Miss.

"Wind speed ......"

Jiang Ding muttered to himself.

At this time, he really envied the immortal cultivators who had special spells that could control firearms, and their divine sense and mana gave them powerful control accuracy, and they could easily get a full score of forty points for light weapons.

The direction of the immortal cultivator's efforts is tank driving and control, and he is born to stand at the end of the martial arts.

Bang!

Second shot, third shot......

Finally, the sixth shot hit the target, blasting its head to pieces.

Slowed down, he aimed at a target that was constantly moving irregularly at the speed of the third-layer cultivator using the Wind Resisting Technique, and kept pulling the trigger, the roar was endless, and the bullet casings were thrown away.

This is even more difficult, and it took more than 50 rounds of ammunition to smash it up.

"This ......"

Jiang Ding frowned.

The real third-layer Qi cultivators are far more cunning than the target, they have divine sense, a covering distance of about thirty meters, and a far-sighted spell, even if the heavy machine gun bullet flies at several times the speed of sound, they can see clearly, and predict in advance to avoid hiding.

"Unbeatable......"

Sighing, Jiang Ding continued to practice, and the classmates around him kept shooting, shaking up a cloud of dust.

Next, I didn't dare to waste it like this, stopped after a shot, pondered slowly, carefully understood the huge recoil of the heavy machine gun, dissolved it with the King Kong seal, observed the wind speed, humidity and other conditions, and then adjusted the heavy machine gun little by little.

The practice of the two martial arts is so repetitive and boring.

More than two hours later.

At about eleven o'clock in the morning, during the fourth class, Zhang Dingjun came back from the Qi Cultivation Realm classmate, carrying a stainless steel long axe in his hand, more than two meters high.

He beckoned his classmates to come over and formed a circle.

"Cold weapons, swords, guns, halberds, and sticks are of little use on the battlefield, that is, they are somewhat useful in rare special circumstances." Zhang Dingjun picked up the long axe with one hand: "But the enemy of Xianmen is using it, and it is the mainstream, what magic weapon flying sword, magic weapon shield, magic weapon water beads, these are equally terrifying." ”

"Therefore, Xianmen has set up an elective course on cold weapons, which can be avoided, but you have to understand that the college entrance examination is a total score of forty points."

"Preptory."

Zhang Dingjun made a long axe tilt action: ""The Eagle Takes Off is a combination of practice and fighting, and many martial arts in Xianmen are derived from it, such as my "Gibbon Axe". ”

Airplanes!

The long axe slashed obliquely, and the air exploded, forming a violent wind that spread to the surroundings, blowing the clothes of the surrounding classmates hunting, and then slashing horizontally, slashing the wind that was born again, and not moving in all directions.

"Next, choose to practice at will, and hit the torso with the blade to win." Zhang Dingjun lifted another camouflage cloth, and inside was a pile of cold weapons.

Jiang Ding stepped forward and chose a steel sword that was a meter long without hesitation.

With the hilt of the sword in hand, I inexplicably felt a lot more security in my heart.

The students also chose their own cold weapons, all kinds of them, especially Li Junhao, whose main cold weapon was actually a pair of meteor hammers.

Everyone chose their weapons, but they didn't practice for the first time, and their eyes shot towards Jiang Ding.

"Jiang Ding!" Sun Xiao, the leader of the first squad, held a two-meter steel gun and showed a smile: "Come to a hand?" ”

He is in the Inner Qi Realm Realm, and he is considered to be the highest among the Inner Qi Realm martial artists in the class.

The Inner Qi Realm leapfrogged the Bone Refining Realm, but the surrounding classmates were not surprised and surrounded them.

"Sun Xiao still wants to challenge? How many times he has lost. ”

"It's the same for other people, the inner qi realm martial artists have practiced all the dogs, and they can't beat the bone refining."

", if you don't get on, you won't have any internal energy......"

Compared with the endless study of brushing questions, the repeated shooting of machine guns, or this kind of real knife and real gun fighting, can arouse the enthusiasm of young people more.

With the long sword in hand, Jiang Dingxin calmed down and nodded.

"Okay."

Shout!

With the steel gun in his hand, it seemed to turn into a long snake that was winding and swimming, and he swooped down three times in a row at great speed, forming a three-point starlight lightning that shot Jiang Ding's body.

Li Junhao held his breath, and the silver light from his perspective only flashed, and there was no time to react at all.

Bite!

Bite!

Jiang Ding drew his sword, a regular arc flashed, accurately resisting the flank of the tip of the spear, his footsteps slid like flowing water, and while unloading most of the power, he struck the sword again and clicked on the flank of the tip of the spear.

With another turn of footwork, he dodged the third stab and quickly burst into the inside of the gun.

Spread the sword style!

Foot sword pose!

"Grass! Again, it is clear that Sun Xiao's speed and strength are far stronger than him, how can he dodge it? There were also classmates with swords around, their eyes widened and they were not convinced.

Sun Xiao's face sank, he stepped back quickly, suddenly stabbed all over his body, the white light flashed, the speed was doubled, and he threw himself into Jiang Ding's arms in a flash.

Back to the carbine!

"Sun Xiao has practiced a new martial art? No wonder there are the dares to challenge. Li Junhao exclaimed.

"It's not worth it, it's better to practice more "Eagle Takeoff" to enter the next realm......" someone shook his head.

Jiang Ding showed a hint of surprise, turned sideways, the long sword and the tip of the spear flanked violently, there were sparks flashing, and the return pistol suddenly hit the air.

The sword light was like flowing water, and it was moving forward at a rapid speed against the barrel of the gun, and soon it was close to the fingers, and the edge of the sword was cold.

Sun Xiao's face changed, he had to let go, let it fall to the ground, and before he could do anything, a ray of sword light flashed, straight to his throat, and stopped on the bulletproof camouflage uniform.

"I lost." Sun Xiao took a deep breath.

With a flash of silver light, Jiang Ding put his sword back into its sheath and looked around.

"Lost again,! Perverted! The classmates around him scolded secretly, but they didn't dare to step forward, knowing that they were being seconded when they went up.

"I'm coming!"

Pressed down by a Bone Refining Realm martial artist, Li Hu, the leader of the third squad, had a gloomy face, picked up a big axe and slashed it.

Bite!

Ding!

After five moves, the long sword stopped at his throat.

"I'm coming!"

Another Inner Qi Realm classmate stepped forward and was defeated after a clang.

One after another, basically most of the classmates went up, more than six or seven moves, less than one or two moves, and ended the battle in a very fast time.

"I'm not playing anymore!"

"Brute!"

In the end, no one fought against Jiang Ding anymore, and he was the only one who chose an open space to practice swords.

Zhang Dingjun traveled around the battle, giving some pointers from time to time to correct the students' skills in attacking and fighting.